Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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"I....I...i'm not okay.."
Phoenix smiles happily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren stands on the very edge of the cliff.
"5 foot diameter."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
YOU SHOW YOUR FOOLISHNESS IN YOUR UNDERESTIMATION OF THEM. THEY HAVE NO FEAR. AND WHEN NOT DEVOTED TO GOD BAPHOMET, THEY ARE EVEN STRONGER BY FAITH. I SHUDDER TO IMAGINE THAT THE CHAMPION’S CORPSE REMAINS.
“Mauric Tabrahain. I’m a chef.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I know.. thats why I asked." She hugs him again.
"That was good!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Theren steps backwards, away from her.
"Thanks!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric casts charm person. Make a Wisdom save.
“Good. It was a trick question. That sounds like a regular fireball, but that’s simply not possible…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He chuckles "Sure. Now I see why you are so angry." He says.
"Huh, glad we have that in common."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I got an idea for a fluffy, sweet, and ultimately good character.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
WIS: 16 *also he's a half elf so adv for meee*
"Why not?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*oh Lord, this could turn Ban around lmao*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
SHUT YOUR FOUL MOUTH. MY SERVANTS ARE WAKING. I WILL DRAG YOU INTO WEBONAI AND TORMENT YOU FOREVER. YOU WILL BEG FOR MERCY, THEN FOR DEATH, BUT ONLY PAIN MOST PROFANE WILL AWAIT YOU.
“Oh really? You must be the restaurant owner over thereabouts.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hmm do tell*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It fails. “So, uh… have you eaten anything today?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No. Why would I?"
Phoenix summons a sphere of fire and stares at it with interest.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Because breakfast is the most important meal of the day?”
“HOW ARE YOU DOING THAT?!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren glares at him.
"I dunno. I just focus." he says with a shrug.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“…you want a muffin?”
Thirteen attempts to speak twice but fails both times. He has been successfully befuddled.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Through the woods, a warm and light voice sings, filling the air.
"Será la magia que tienen tus ojos
Y esos truquitos para enamorar
Tú me seduces a tu antojo
Y de tu hechizo no puedo escapar
Qué ganas tengo de buscarte
Y de volverte a besar"
As the figure ambles down the trail that leads to the tavern, one is struck by the intricate details of her attire. The white robes that she wears are tied together by a variety of belts around her waist. The most striking feature of her outfit, however, is the beaked plague mask that she sports. Although her body is mostly concealed by the robes, one can make out the contours of a female form beneath them. The woman carries a cane in one hand, which is made from pearlescent material and has a translucent crystal at the top. The cane looks as though it has been carved from a single piece of material, with intricate patterns etched into its surface.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Ban stumbles onto the path, bloody and bruised. A huge demon roars at him and makes a swipe at Ban who dodges. "Lady get outta here!" he shouts.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No."
He makes the orb disappear. His focus then shifts. "ooh a lizard." he points his staff at it and uses true polymorph to transform it into a bunny.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.